My computer keeps getting older
But it feels like I'm staying the same age
When up to the minute
My whole history's in it
And I'm floating somewhere in space
I guess that we all make our own little ways
Into planned obsolescence someday
So my computer keeps getting older, and slower
And darling, I guess I'm doing the same
We're all becoming our parents
Little by little, the traits we've inherited
And are programmed inside our genetics
Float up from the bottom and into our head
So if we're not going back to the bottle
We're gonna have to learn to adapt on the fly
While our roles undergo a reversal
Or at the very least, they become redefined
This whole wide world is on fire
And everything's gonna die
I know that the future can feel far away
But it's only a matter of Time
Meanwhile... The world's gonna keep getting smaller
And I've been feeling a bit too big to fit
It happens a lot, and this claustrophobic response
Is a bug that I'm trying to fix
I know that I seem like a simple machine
But I can "just" get my head around it
If the world keeps getting smaller, and smaller
And weirder the older I get
Your old ways are out the window
Your old lives are dead and gone
Nobody knows where we're going
But we'll be there before too long
Let now be the age of invention
If now is the time right before it all starts going wrong
Are we gonna keep playing along?
So my computer keeps getting older
My time keeps becoming the past
But I'll dream of its plastic
Components fantastic
And the organic life they outlast
Let the sky fall
I could sleep through it all